I was playing 1-2 NL and quickly amassed a wall of red chips. I was in the zone. My reads were spot on, my cards were good, I was connecting with flops and things were going great. My stack was just slightly below $1,000.
I had pocket 10s and raised it up big preflop. A young man, named Tom* called me. I knew he was a very good player and hadn't seem him lose many chips.
Flop was Q-4-3 with two diamonds. I check and he makes a weak bet, and I raise it up. He's hemming and hawing and finally calls. I KNOW he is not on a flush draw. He would've never called this nor my big preflop raise with that. After he calls and I can tell he's stressed about the call, I also know he doesn't have a Q.
I decide he has a middle/big pair and I actually SAY "You're calling with J-J, little boy!". That statement got me a warning from the dealer. (and yes, I am going to make a point of stopping this shit of calling out people's hands)
He reacts to my statement, as I thought he would. Now I'm sure of it.....if not JJ then something similar - I doubt it's 10s because I have those.....hopefully 9s but I doubt it.
Turn is a Q.
I have to go with my read because I'm
River is a small diamond. There are 3 diamonds on the board and 2 queens. If I KNOW he doesn't have a queen or a flush, AND I DO, it's time to pull out the big guns.
I'm smiling and happy...thinking I have this won. He can't call for all his chips with middle pair!
He calls though.
And I swear to all that is holy, he turns over J-J and says "I can't believe you knew what I had!" I muck my 10-10 as he showed first and matched his stack. He had a little over $300 left.
I'm moaning about how I lost $300 and he corrects me and says "You put about $500 into the whole hand you know".
OMFG he's right.
Then I ask him his name and he says "George".
I say "You really need to fucking lie to me about your name? I can tell it ain't George so what is it?"
He starts laughing and says it's Tom.....and that I can ask the dealer if I don't believe it this time. Dealer confirmed it was Tom - not that I really gave a fuck.
I left with about $500, more than my buy in, but cockiness lost me $500. I should've just let the hand go. Just because I knew what he had and he seemed like a good player, didn't mean that he would fold. Lesson learned....and an expensive lesson at that.
Play smart, and carefully.